"I am but a simple purveyor of words. A story teller one might say. For the right number of coins, I shall create you a world of your very own, where you will be hailed as its hero, its ruler….its god. Cross me, however, and you shall be cast down as its villain, the lowest of creatures. Your final fate will be most befitting…and unfortunate." - Michael L. Turner

Friday, October 12, 2012

The Long Road into Night #12

On Day 12, you watch as the witch, Gelda
sharpens a carving knife and you think, ‘Shiny’.She had given you some more of that lovely
concoction.You smile at her and she
smiles back.Really, once you got past
the green melting skin and those red eyes, she really wasn’t such a bad person,
and she even talked about making you dinner.

It was then that someone started poking the
side of your head again.

You turn to see Sic, or it could be Hic.That was a problem with goblins.They all looked the same to you.Telling the difference between male from
female goblins was equally troubling.You had learned from your last encounter, that it was easiest to just
address them as, ‘Hey you’.This one
though did seem to have a friendly disposition about him.It had to be Sic, but it was always better to
be safe, rather than sorry.

“Hey you,” your slurred tongue whispered.You believe you had whispered, but the goblin’s
hand still slapped down over your mouth.

Sic glanced over to Gelda, but the witch hadn’t
noticed them.Sic let out a low sigh of
relief.

“Things are about to happen,” Sic said cautiously
into your ear.“Be ready to run.Do you understand?”

You shake your head ‘No’, and hiccupped.

“Good and yes, Hic is coming,” Sic replied.

There is a crash in the woods, but all you’re
thinking about is the last bit of potion, that Gelda had given you.You wonder if you will get anymore. Gelda heard that crash too, and had spun in
its direction as she stood.

“How did he find me?” Gelda hissed.

Something very large burst from the tree line,
and it had literally knocked the trees from its path.Its gnarled massive body seemed to be covered
in dirt, and small trees and plants grew over its entirety.High on its back, you spot the other little
goblin.

“Hey Gelda,” Hic called.“Mongo says he’s missed you!”

Mongo roared upon seeing Gelda.It was a horrible sound like rocks grating
together.Gelda screamed horror, and ran
as the giant monster, Mongo, pursued.

“It is
time to go,” Sic said, and didn’t bother whisper.

A moment later the ground was rushing up to
meet you.Sic had cut the rope you
dangled from.Pain shot through you upon
landing, but it did help clear your mind of the effects from Gelda’s potion.Sic was immediately standing over you.He slaps into your hand the last knife, that you
had made a while back from that poor soul’s rib.

“You need to go now.Those two used to date and trust me… We don’t
want to be around while they get reacquainted,” Sic warned.“She didn’t always look like that, and
neither did he.He sort of blames her
for the whole… being turned into a troll thing."